Neon country people? Xiao He went through it in his mind. He didn’t have any dealings with any neon country people!
Suddenly, a braided figure appeared in his mind, Chikawa Fukuro!
However, that boy is not even a yellow-level warrior!
Could it be that the pigtailed sect member, Chi Chuan Fulang had put down his harsh words at the White Tiger Martial Arts School, and if he didn't hand over the recipe for the Qi-Blood Pill, he would find someone from the sect to deal with him.
Thinking about it this way, these neon countrymen were most likely recruited by Chikawa Fukuro.
After roughly guessing the opponent's purpose, Xiao He stopped staying and rushed back to the Zhuque Martial Arts School with Lin Zhiruo and Yao Tingting.
Now that the other party has come to the door, how can he not be ignorant for a while? Now it is not seventy or eighty years ago, and it is not the turn of the little neon countrymen to run rampant in the Dragon Kingdom.
Half an hour later, Xiao He and the others returned to the martial arts hall. Immediately, a disciple came to tell him what happened. There were three Neon people here this time. According to the disciple's introduction, there was indeed a pigtail among them. It seemed that he
My guess was good, it turned out to be Chikawa Fukuro who came to my door.
"Director, Master asked me to ask you if you need to inform the old president!" The female disciple said worriedly. Just now she saw a Neon Nation warrior wearing a kimono. The aura on that person was very terrifying.
The master said that the person's strength may be Xuan level, a peak Huang level plus a Xuan level warrior. If such strength existed in the past, it would be impossible for the old guild leader to control the situation.
"No need, just go and ask Xuan Qi to come over." Xiao He's face became a little more solemn. It seems that the Neon countryman is indeed in trouble. Cao Zhuque is ready to let the old president to support the situation.
Hearing that the other party was a warrior from the Neon Kingdom, Yao Tingting instantly became interested. She thought of some kung fu movies she had watched. It was very much like the rhythm of a gymnast!
"Master, I want to go take a look too!" Yao Tingting said while holding Xiao He's arm.
Xiao He glanced at Lin Zhiruo and saw that she didn't respond, and then he breathed a sigh of relief: "Tingting, you'd better go find a room and settle down first!"
"No, I want to see Master beat up those neon people who came to play in the gym." Yao Tingting said and danced her pink fist.
Xiao He had a headache. Could it be that this girl had watched too many Kung Fu movies? Not all Neon people come to the martial arts gym to compete.
"Okay, you can follow me, but you are not allowed to talk nonsense for a while."
"Yes!" Yao Tingting nodded obediently, and Xiao He breathed out, but unexpectedly Yao Tingting followed closely and said, "I will cheer for Master."
"Ouch, I'm going!" Xiao He almost didn't fall down.
Lin Zhiruo was not interested in fighting and killing, so she went directly back to her room to prepare materials for factory construction.
A few minutes later, Xiao He arrived at the martial arts hall's reception room.
He saw three people from the Neon Country who came to pay a visit. At this time, the three of them were sitting on one side of the living room.
Needless to say, Fukuro Chikawa sat at the bottom. Sitting at the top was an inch-haired man with a long and narrow face who looked like the dead Xing Kui'an. In the middle was an old man holding a sword.
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The old man had his eyes closed at this time, as if he had entered a meditation mode. The people and things around him did not interest him at all. It was only after he noticed Xiao He's arrival that he turned his head slightly and took a look.
The reception room of the Suzaku Martial Arts Hall is a traditional Dragon Kingdom living room, and the seats are arranged according to each person's status. It seems that the man with the inch hair is the protagonist this time.
After Xiao He made up his mind, he walked straight into the living room. Cao Zhuque stood up. Xiao He nodded to indicate that she didn't need to be polite, and then sat down on the main seat.
Xuan Qi and Yao Tingting, who followed him, sat down opposite Chichuan Fulang and others.
As soon as Chi Chuan Fulang saw Xiao He appear, his eyes widened like bull's eyes, and veins popped out on his clenched fists. The last time he was in the White Tiger Martial Arts School, it was thanks to Xiao He that he was interrupted.
His legs were broken, so his hatred for Xiao He was unforgettable.
However, Xiao He was not even interested in taking another look at him, which made Chichuan Fulang feel extremely humiliated.
After Xiao He sat down, Cao Suque introduced Xiao He: "Director Xiao, this is Yamamoto Nohito." Her tone was lukewarm, and she was obviously very prejudiced against the Neon people.
Yamamoto Nohito stood up and said in a very cold Longguo dialect: "I've heard about Director Xiao's young hero for a long time, and today I saw him and his reputation is indeed well-deserved." Although he was smiling, Xiao He would rather have him with this kind of smile.
Don't expose it again. If there are children around, they will definitely be frightened and cry on the spot.
Xiao He had no intention of getting up and just nodded lightly.
Chi Chuan Fulang suddenly stood up and said, "Xiao He, what do you mean? My senior brother is the disciple of the ghost doctor sect. Even if you are the capital of Jincheng City, you must be respectful. How dare you treat me with this attitude?"
Senior brother."
Xiao He frowned slightly. He did not expect Chi Chuan Fulang to be so impudent and dare to yell at him in his own territory. Cao Zhuque, Shi Jinling and others suddenly changed their faces and glared at Chi Chuan Fulang.
Chichuan Fulang was certainly not stupid. He had a deep hatred for Xiao He and did not want to negotiate with Xiao He in a peaceful manner. At this time, he deliberately provoked conflicts between the two parties.
Besides, things are different now. He has two masters on his side, enough to allow him to run rampant in Jincheng. How could he take Xiao He seriously?
However, before the people at the Suzaku Martial Arts School could scold Chichuan Fulang, everyone felt a gust of wind pass by, and Chichuan Fulang flew sideways.
The person who did it turned out to be Nohito Yamamoto.
"Baga! Chi Chuan, do you have the right to speak here?" Yamamoto Nohito scolded angrily.
Xiao He was a little confused. He didn't know what this brother was playing. He didn't need to kill his own chickens to scare the monkeys!
What made everyone even more puzzled was that after Chikawa Fukuro was beaten, he didn't complain at all. He stood up straight and lowered his head to Yamamoto Nohito.
"Hi!" He looked like a slave.
After teaching Chichuan Fukuro a lesson, Yamamoto Nohito turned his head and looked at Xiao He again: "Director Xiao, I know that Chi Chuan has a problem with you. Today he has offended you again. Director Xiao will decide whether to beat or kill him."
Yamamoto Nohito's words made everyone in the Suzaku Martial Arts School feel horrified. Aren't the two of them brothers? How could they be like masters and servants, beating when asked and killing when asked.
Chichuan Fukuro was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He knew Yamamoto Nohito very well. If Xiao He really said that he wanted to kill him at this time, Yamamoto Nohito would never hesitate for half a second.
"Haha, Mr. Yamamoto, our Dragon Kingdom has long been no longer a slave society. It is illegal to kill people in our country." Xiao He said haha, his words were not only mocking Yamamoto Nohito's barbarism, but also mocking the Neon Kingdom.
of uncivilized.
Yamamoto Nohito's expression did not change, as if he did not hear the ridicule in Xiao He's words: "Chi Chuan, you still haven't thanked Director Xiao for not killing him."
Chi Chuan Fulang's face was gloomy, like an eggplant beaten by frost, black and purple. He bowed to Xiao He like a puppet and gritted his teeth, "Director Xiao, I'm sorry."
Looking at the clown-like Fukuro Chikawa, Xiao He couldn't help but feel alarmed. Yamamoto Nohito must have failed to hold back his farts when he lowered his posture so low.
"Mr. Yamamoto, I wonder why you are here this time?" Xiao He went straight to the topic and ignored Chikawa Fukuro. At this moment, Chikawa Fukuro was neither standing nor sitting, standing comically in the center of the living room.
Yamamoto Nohito still had a smile on his face: "Haha, since Director Xiao is so cheerful, I'll just say it bluntly, I'm here for the Neon Hundred Turns Pill."
"Director Xiao, the Neon Hundred-turn Pill is a treasure of our Neon Kingdom. Unfortunately, it has been lost in the Dragon Kingdom. According to Chi Chuan, the recipe for the Neon Hundred-turn Pill is in the hands of Director Xiao. Please ask Xiao Guan